To declare that Jibrith heard nothing when Urqin resumed talking at him would be wrong. Jibrith heard the sodden slap of Urqin's lips as he spoke, the slushing of his tongue inside his mouth. He heard the scrape of Urqin's phlegm-layered throat when he sniggered and the sopping explosion of spittle when he whispered loudly.
Urqin had been one of Hevne's father's Advisors though both Hevne and Jibrith were unable to understand her father's choice and were sorry that the Advisor role was for life. Hevne was often grateful she had other Advisors who would provide less egocentric advice.
Neville Hunt 2 months ago
Wow, what a feast of s-words to delight, or revolt us! Sodden, slapping, slushing, scraping, sniggering, slopping spittle - you’ve sold Urqin so well. He sounds like something a chain-smoker spits out onto the pavement ahead of you. I’m feeling s for squeamish 🤢
Drew Martyn 2 months ago
Thanks Neville. Yes, I wanted a character who was bad - not necessarily good or evil, I don't know him well enough yet, but completely disgusting, and I think you summed it up nicely in your chain smoker.